I simply could not believe what I had heard. Finally, Colette spoke, putting into words a thought that was already inmy mind. "Even if you don't beli...eve in it, previous lives and all that,it shows what is happening in your subconscious. Underneath the surface,you are female. You just don't know it."Finally, I got some words out. "That was me?" It was your voice," said Colette. "It was the real you. Once you were ina harem. Then you slept with men in order to get stockings. I bet youlooked. ‘She’s just coming out of rigor. I’d say time of death was yesterday sometime, very early.’ He moved her head to the side slightly, exposing deep puffy bruises, caused by fingers. ‘I’d say cause of death was suffocation. And from the look of the bruises and the way they ring her neck,’ he looked up at Gabe, ‘I’d say she was strangled until she was unconscious and then brought around so that he could do it over and over.’ ‘Shit,’ Gabe hissed. ‘Yeah. I’ll be able to give you more at my post. Your undercover work is better than CIA or FBI. You are an independent who broke away from some other organization and likely still work for them on occasion. There is a chance that you are from the northeast, but there are vernacular habits and inflections from the region that are difficult to lose. You are more likely from the south.”“Paul said that you were too smart for your own good. I won’t confirm or deny what you said, but yes, I can work in the south. Why?”“You just confirmed. I would love to see her naked.... Let’s face it we both are infatuated by them. Ok so here’s the plan and we will call it operation “dunk shot” in honor of Tom’s basketball background....” The following week I asked Tom if he could help me put in the screens on the upper level. I had a ladder that would almost reach the second story but I could use his height to reach the top of the windows. So late on Saturday afternoon Tom and I put the ladder up near the master bedroom get the last of the.